Everyone’s Gone Mad, Typing To Themselves All

Ben Yanked Hi Sideways As Spikes Snapped From The Wall…once Again, Only Ben’s Reflexes Had Saved Him. “please Stop Doing That!” Ben Barked. “please Keep Doing That!” Hi Warbled.

I Was A University Professor, I Could Talk On And On And On. Give Me A Podium And You Have To Drag Me Off With A Hook.

I Tend To Watch A Lot Of Movies At Home. It's Nice To Be Close To The Refrigerator With My Pyjamas On And Just Relax.

I Have A Cotillion Event. Some Yacht-club Charity Fundraiser Thingy. Whitney Is Insisting, And Kit Took Her Side.” Three Wide Smiles. “oh Shut Up.

Violence Wounds The Body And It Wounds The Soul. Of The Predator. Of The Prey. Of The Mourners. Of Collective Humanity. It Diminishes Us All.